Through the news about the charity fund and the other party's always devout prayers, his understanding of Ralph can be said to cover all aspects, so he was very puzzled as to why the other party would try to contact Gehrman Sparrow.

Have a commission? Things that the rebels can't do for various reasons? Klein looked at Ralph and slowed down.

"Mr. Gehrman Sparrow?" Ralph raised the beer glass in his hand.

Klein nodded, and naturally maintained his personality and said, "I don't know you."

"Haha, the acquaintance between adventurers is always very simple, maybe only a glass of wine is needed." Ralph pointed to the bar, "Are you interested in having a glass?"

"Okay." Klein responded simply with deep doubts.

Sitting in the corner of the bar, he ordered a glass of Southwell beer, and while drinking, he looked at Ralph and didn't take the initiative to speak.

It is not a good experience to be quietly watched by a pirate general-level powerhouse. Ralph took a sip of beer, concealed the high tension in his spirit, and laughed: "I've heard of you before today's incident. , knowing that you are a true gentleman who does not discriminate against the natives of the colonies."

A line of lines flashed through Klein's mind, and finally settled on a few words that were relatively in line with the personality: "Say the point."

� Ralph almost choked, coughed twice and said, "Do I have the honor to introduce you to our god, the savior of the archipelago, Kavitua, the favored one of the sea?

"You know, the sea is so vast, and the storm is so terrifying. Just relying on oneself, even a big man of the fourth king level cannot guarantee that he will be able to overcome all kinds of difficulties and survive. At this time, we need a god, A deity who holds power over the sea and the storm, who can answer you."

Introduce myself to me, and then let me believe in myself... Klein controlled the slight movement of the corner of his mouth, and said instead: "I'm more interested in whether you have magical items, very powerful and aggressive ones. "

Ralph showed a sincere smile and said, "We didn't.

"But as long as you devoutly believe in the 'Sea God', maybe one day you will get the corresponding gift."

I didn't...don't promise me indiscriminately! Klein was angry and funny at the same time.

He felt that the conversation could not continue, so he drank half a glass of Southwell beer in one gulp and said, "I will think about it."

He was about to leave when the bartender suddenly came over and said with a shy smile, "Mr. Gehrman Sparrow, I have a request for you."

"What?" Klein glanced at Ralph.

The latter took the beer wisely and left his seat.

He is already very satisfied with today's results, because he never thought that he could develop a crazy adventurer into a believer of "Sea God". His purpose is just to let the other party know that there is such a possibility, and to actively think about the pros and cons.

When silence returned to the corner of the bar, the bartender quickly smiled and said, "He claims to be a pharmacist you know, and he wants to entrust you with a task. If you are interested, you can wait here, and we will contact him according to the agreed method."

Do you know a pharmacist? Chubby Darkwill? Darkwill with a chubby owl? What commission will he have? Rescue his teacher Roy King? I can't do this kind of thing, the risk is too high... In a moment of thought, Klein decided to ask what kind of commission the other party had: "Okay."

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When it was close to 11 o'clock, Klein saw the timid and fat pharmacist Darkwill in the billiard room No. 3 of the Swordfish Bar.

The other party has changed out of the relatively conspicuous village witch doctor robe, and dressed up as a local - a taraba shirt, wide-leg pants, and a brown thick jacket, and the round-faced owl is quietly parked in Darkwell Over his right shoulder, he stared at the adventurer opposite him with piercing eyes.

It's very similar to how Miss "Justice" looks at other members of the Tarot Society... Maybe this owl is really an Extraordinary creature, the "spectator" type? Klein had judgment in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface, and asked in a low voice, "What entrustment do you have?"

"It's like this." The fat pharmacist put his left hand in his pocket, holding the ring box tightly, "I'm about to go on a trip to another island, hehe, it will take about three days. Because of certain things, I may encounter Dangerous, of course, or maybe not, anyway, I need a bodyguard, and you are the best I can think of."

What you are saying is as if I am not that powerful, but you know very few people... If you don�t save the teacher and leave Bayam, are you going to find a helper? Or, having been rescued, the danger comes from the pursuit of the military? While guessing the truth of the matter, Klein asked calmly, "How dangerous is it?"

Darkwill frowned a few times and said, "I'm not sure. If, if the danger is beyond your ability, you can hand me over to the other party directly. This is the promise we have made now, and it will not damage your reputation." .�

If I didn't know that you are always not nice enough to speak, I would have thought you were using the "provocative method"... Klein thought for a while and said, "What kind of reward can you pay?" JrNovels.com